Chapter 1 : Nothin’ But The Truth
C.P.
A heartbeat rung in my ear as my breathing grew heavier and heavier. The walls began closing in on me as the light bulb from the ceiling swung back and forth. Sweat trickled down my face and murder filled my heart. I raised the bat up in the air and swung. Homerun. I reached down and put my two fingers to the side of Marcus Downing’s neck. Dead.
I grabbed my duffle bag and headed out the abandoned house that sat on the corner of Lexington and Broad. I stuck my hand in my pocket as I threw the bag over my shoulder and jumped over a puddle.
“Christian!” My name was called out. I turned around to see Je’Niyah running up to me. I shook my head. I was supposed to take her to school and I forgot.
“Where you going? Did you just not want to take me? You could have just said that.” The little attitude she had was sticking out like a sore thumb.
“Man, I’m sorry. I was busy. I’ll catch up with you later. Aight?” I said to her as I walked fast. She tried her best to keep up with my pace.
“No, it’s not okay. You’ve been standing me up a lot lately. Where the hell were you Christian?” She asked me as she turned me around by my sleeve.
“Man, I had shit to do! I told you I was busy!” I yelled as I pulled away from her and continued walking to the bus stop.
“Whatever Christian! I’m sick of this! I’m DONE!” Her voice yelled as it faded away in the distance.
I didn’t want to be beefing with my girl but I won’t gone chill with her after what I just did. I stood waiting for the Metro to swing around and take me to my side of town. I pulled my phone out of my pocket and called my nigga Red to let him know the job got done even though my homie Zane bailed out on me.
“Hello?” Shaniece’s young voice answered his phone.
“Yo Niecy let me holla at Red.” I said as I wiped the sweat that continued to run down my face.
“C.P.…When you gonna stop by. I haven’t seen you in a while.” She asked.
“I don’t know. Whenever I can. But look Shaniece, ima keep it real with you. You really need to change up yo mind frame. You think it’s okay to be doing what you doing? You 14. Being round a nigga like Red ain’t cool and I know he pimpin yo ass. I told you, you can come stay with me if you really want to.” I said as I ran my fingers threw my dreads.
“You know why I’m doing this. This the only way my little brother’s hospital bills is gonna get paid. Please leave it alone. I’ll let you know when I’m ready.” She said as she sighed.
“Yeah, that’ll be the day that nigga really hurt you.” I said as I sucked my teeth. Shaniece was like a little sister to me and I never saw the day she would be working for the same nigga as me.
“Whatever. Here Red. It’s C.P.” She said giving the phone to him.
“What’s good, lil homie?” He said as he answered it.
“Marcus done. I got the pearls. I’m on my way home and then ima be heading that way.” I said as I got on the bus, making eye contact with this broad who’s brother got it from me a couple of weeks ago. Her eyes still held pain and she looked sick. I tried my best not to look at her but she stared me down. She knew I killed her brother but her lips were sealed. She ain’t have the heart to snitch.
“Aight. Well, I’ll see you then.” He said. I pressed the end button on my phone and slid it back in my pocket. I sighed heavily as I laid my head back. I was growing tired of killing people just to be on top of my game and I felt bad for dissing my baby like I did. Je’Niyah’s good to me and she only wants the best for the both of us. Instead of being a dick, I pulled my phone out of my pocket and called her up.
It rung twice then went to voice mail. She was ignoring me, but she couldn’t stay mad at me for long. I called again.
“What Christian?” She answered the phone.
“Excuse me?” I said to her. She called me that to get on my nerves.
“Yeah, C.P.?” She sighed.
“I’m sorry boo.” I said as I got up to get off at my stop.
“Yeah, ain’t you always?” She asked.
“Look, ima swing by and get you.” I said as I walked towards my apartment.
“Okay. Love You.” She said.
“Yeah.” I said as I disconnected the call.
She hated it when I never told her I loved her back, but honestly I didn’t what the hell love was.
*2 Hours Later*
I headed back over Lexington where the abandoned house was. Je’Niyah only lived a couple of blocks away.
I hopped out of my 745 BMW and knocked on her door.
“Coming…” A female voice rang.
I waited patiently as Je’Niyah’s mother answered the door. Surprise was written on her face as she hugged me tightly. She loved me to death and I hadn’t seen her in about two weeks, mostly because me and Je’Niyah creep late at night. I been busy doing shit during the day and her mother would kill the both of us if she found out her ‘precious, innocent Je’Niyah’ would be throwing it back and sucking me up every night.
“Je’Niyah’s on her way down stairs.” She said as she crossed her arms and stared at me.
“What?” I asked her as I smirked and slipped my hands in my pockets.
“Where you been at lil boy?” She asked me as she pursed her lips and squinted her eyes.
“Busy.” I said as I looked away from her.
“Uh huh. You better not be cutting up. I know bout your lil bad ass. You think I don’t though.” She whispered.
“I don’t know what you talking about.”
“Oh, so you don’t work for Red? Huh? Yeah I know. Red is Je’Niyah’s father.”
My mouthed dropped open as Je’Niyah came walking down the stairs, then I saw it she looked just like Red.
“What’s up?” She said as she walked up to the both of us.
“Nothing. Have her back by 11:00.” She said as Je’Niyah walked past us and out the door. Before I walked out after her she put her hand on my shoulder.
“The only reason you around is because I know you really are a good kid and I trust that you won’t drag my daughter through the dirt with you.” She said as she hugged me again.
“Aight.” I said as I gave her sincerity in my voice.
“What was you and my mama talking bout?” She asked me as she turned up my radio. Live By The Gun was playing.
“Stop.” I said turning it down. “And nothing.” I said as I rubbed my hand on her left thigh right above her Marilyn Monroe tattoo.
“Hmm. Whatever.” She said as she continued to sing.
“A nigga shoot at me so you know I’m shooting back!” She said as she pointed her finger at nothing and bobbed her head.
“You too pretty to be acting like that Niy.” I said as I looked at her and licked my lips while smiling.
“I’m hood. I’ll do what I want.” She said as she popped her gum and smiled at me.
“Trust me. You don’t know what hood is. When you gone lemme get some of that though.” I said as I stopped at a red light and leaned over to give her a juicy kiss. She closed her eyes and kissed back, but quickly made our lips part.
“When you tell me where the fuck you was at and why you acted like I was some hoe stalking you.”
“Oh. I ain’t think of you like that.” I said as I laughed.
“Well, you know what I meant. Tell me baby.” She said as whined.
“You be acting like a lil girl.” I said as I laughed at how cute she was. “How old are you 17? I thought you woulda grown outta that by now.”
“I’ll grow up when you grow up. You treat me like shit one moment, then it’s baby this baby that. With you, it ain’t nothing but confusion in my head.” She said as she stared out the window.
“Man, here you go again.”
“Naw, you need to know that shit. You wanted to be with me. Remember that Christian? It wasn’t the other way around. You was just another nigga at Mt. Zion High to me. You won’t shit to me honestly. But look at me. Head over heels for you and all you know how to do is dog me. I’m tired Christian. I really am.” She snapped at me.
“You tired huh?” I said as I shook my head. “This is bullshit yo.”
The car ride was silent and she was pissing me off because I looked over to see who she was texting and it was her best friend. She was telling her shit about how she was leaving me.
I sighed heavily as I pulled up in my driveway. She got out of my car and unlocked my front door with the spare key I gave her. When she noticed I wasn’t behind her, she turned around and looked at me like I was crazy.
“Are you just going to sit there? Come on so I can get this over with. All you gonna do is fuck me, sweet talk me, take me home, then talk shit to me when I call you later on.” She yelled. My neighbors were outside and she was making me look really bad.
“You know what? Go in the house.” I said through my teeth as I got out of my car.
I stormed in my house, pushing her in as I slammed my front door.
“Do you think this is all I want from you?” I asked her as I roughly grabbed her crotch and she jumped back in shock. “No, Niy! You don’t fuckin understand me or none of the shit I go through. I do what I do out in these streets for you shawty. How you think you got them jays on your feet? Them jeans on your ass? That shirt on yo damn back? Huh? That shit was all me! I’m killin niggas to stack my money up for me and you and you tired? I’m tired Je’Niyah!” I yelled at her, making a tear drop from her eye.
“Christian? What? Kill? What the fuck you talking about?” She cried as she covered her mouth, backed up, and looked at me like I was a monster.
“Niy.” I sighed as I walked towards her with my hands out.
“No! Don’t touch me!” She cried as she began backing up my steps.
“Is that where you was today? Killin somebody? I knew there was something with you!” She cried as she ran up to my room and locked the door. I heard her loud cries all the way downstairs and it hurt me to see her hurt. As I stood there, mad at myself, I punched a hole in the wall, then another. A tear ran down my face as my anger took over my body. Was this love?
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